I repeat this is does NOT make me happy.
Then things begin to change, slowly at first, and then they progress to just awkward. I have two stand out examples.
The first and more obvious (in so many ways) is one my friends from Grad School. We spent a bit of time hanging out together while I was at school. And we've kept in touch here and there over the years. He was always a bit on the creepy side ("You're one of 5 girls I'd consider marrying."), but taken in context it wasn't ever overbearing or much worse than the other crap awkward guys pull.
After I broke up with The Ex, he got creepy really fast. Here's some randomish things he's commented on my Facebook pictures:
- Love the form fitting outfit. And the form it fits.
- More tongue, please. (To be fair I was sticking my out in this one.)
- Royal purple suits you.
- I'm going to run my fingers through those gorgeous locks the next time we meet.
- I am so glad you grew your hair out again. You know what I'm going to do with it the next time I see you, yes?
- This one prompted my mom to comment, "Ok, [guy], you're scaring me. Tell me you mean braids . . .!"
- Also, this is motivation to never see him in person again. And ... EEEEWWWWW!
The other guy is an old, "manager type" friend from work about 8 years ago. He travels to near where I live now with some frequency and we used to meet up for dinner and chatting. I was on the "we are friends, we don't see each any more really let's grab dinner" page. Apparently he was not. About 2 years ago he decided it was okay to send me satin pajamas from Victoria's Secret as a Christmas present. Which I sent back with a short note:
"I cannot except this present. It is inappropriate in the context of our friendship."Last week after working on keeping distance for almost 2 years, I agreed to have dinner with him again on Wednesday. Dinner wasn't bad, we caught up, and things seemed normal. So we went across the way to "get a beer" and things were still fine, but he started to get a little touchy-feely - nothing too bad. Most of it could be considered "gentlemanly".
And then he texted me on Thursday about going to lunch on Friday. Um, no. I barely have time to see my friends living here as it is. You don't get 2 times in one week. The Peach told me I was over reacting. I told her I probably was, but then I don't what I did to encourage the pajamas in the first place and I wanted to stay as far away from that as I possibly could. But agreed to let it go.
Then on Friday he started texting from the airport about some chick hitting on him there. And about how he decided to hide in the bathroom. And then HE KEPT TEXTING ME FROM THE BATHROOM and telling me about it. UGH! I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR THIS! So I stopped responding and he only sent like 6 more texts.